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BRINGING HOME THE STRAYS
11. Sad Good-byes
sad good-byes
for people in the rain on Melbourne streets,
I am sad, because I didn't get my needs met,
& sad for the broken plates in the sink, disguised as human beings,
am sad because I couldn't heal the world with a click of my fingers,
am sad because the lives of wasted people are too heavy for my shoulders,
am sad for the broken dishes,
am sad for my own brokeness, & the brokeness of the others,
am sad for good-byes,
for the absence of love,
for loves inability to conquer,
for forests of trees, toppling like dominos, crushing the prayers beneath,
for car accidents on freeways & the wish for the crushed dead to revive,
for the dead little girl & her smashed scooter on the pedestrian crossing,
& for the grey eyed boy, burying his goldfish, in the deep back garden,
for loves inability to heal all brokeness,
for loves inability to grasp a faith,
for loves apparent failure in the light of suffering,
for loves desire to control,
for loves desire for anything at all, for loves miserable attachment,
for sad good-byes are always fueled by love,
here are my arms of sad good-byes, open to nothing, say good-bye to them, here are my legs beginning to float, say good-bye to them, say good-bye to my trunk beginning to lift, say good-bye to it & good-bye to my soft old head & my sad old heart, say good-bye to that, as I am lifted into the sun & I will say good-bye to this & to you, we are born to say good-bye, the minute our hands are lifting, we are waving like sails, or mysterious trees, we are built for sad good-byes, we who have been bent like willows, sadly drinking, we are still existing, yet we are nothing & just when I know of nothing, you kiss me good-bye at the front gate, the shock of contact startles me & makes me sad, you say hello, you move off like a vertical truck, your shoulders so straight, your hurt back of pain bent in the middle, when you look back I have been flooded by daylight, good-bye hello, all the same thing, all sad, all love, all of the above & nothing,
good-bye to this broken world that cannot heal
my brokenness,
good-bye to abandonment & rejection issues,
good-bye to all expectation. |
